| The Master and Margarita by Mikhail Bulgakov |
[Dec. 8th, 2009|09:56 pm] |
...the visitor inquired, "What's your job?"
"I'm a poet," admitted Ivan with a slight unwillingness.
This annoyed the man.
"Just my bad luck!" he exclaimed, but immediately regretted it,
apologized and asked, "What's your name?"
"Homeless."
"Oh," said the man frowning.
"What, don't you like my poetry?" asked Ivan with curiosity.
"No, I don't."
"What have you read?"
"I've never read any of your poetry!" said the visitor irritably.
"Then how can you say that?"
"Why shouldn't I?" retorted the visitor. "I've read plenty of other poetry.
I don't suppose that by some miracle yours is any better, but I'm ready
to take it on trust. Is your poetry good?"
"It's terrible!" said Ivan boldly.
"Don't write any more!" implored the visitor.
"I solemnly swear not to." |
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| Less Than Zero, Bret Easton Ellis |
[Dec. 8th, 2009|09:44 pm] |
I awoke to the sound of voices outside. The director whose party my parents had taken my grandmother to the night before was outside at the table, under the umbrella, eating brunch. The director's wife was sitting by his side. My grandmother looked well under the shade of the umbrella. The director began to talk about the death of a stuntman on one of his films. He talked about how he missed a step. Of how he fell headfirst onto the pavement below.
"He was a wonderful boy. He was only eighteen."
My father opened another beer.
My grandfather looked down, sadly. "What was his name?" he asked.
"What?" the director glanced up.
"What was his name? What was the kid's name?"
There was a long silence and I could only feel the desert breeze and the sound of the jacuzzi heating and the pool draining and Frank Sinatra singing "Summer Wind" and I prayed that the director remembered the name. For some reason it seemed very important to me. I wanted very badly for the director to say the name. The director opened his mouth and said, "I forgot."
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| Came a voice, out of the babel of tongues, speaking to us. It played us a mighty dub! |
[Dec. 9th, 2009|03:39 am] |
"Voices." The Founder from Los Angeles was staring at Case.
"We monitor many frequencies. We listen always. Came a voice, out of the babel of tongues, speaking to us. It played us a mighty dub."
"Call 'em Winter Mute," said the other, making it two words.
Case felt the skin crawl on his arms...
"You ever hear this voice before?"
"No," said the man from Los Angeles, "and we are uncertain of its meaning. If these are Final Days, we must expect false prophets..."
"Listen," Case said, "that's an AI, you know? Artificial intelligence. The music it played you, it probably just tapped your banks and cooked up whatever it thought you'd like to --"
"Babylon," broke in the other Founder, "mothers many demon, I an' I know. Multitude horde!"
From Neuromancer, by William Gibson. |
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| Henry Miller, Tropic of Cancer |
[Dec. 8th, 2009|04:53 pm] |
To sing you must first open your mouth. You must have a pair of lungs, and a little knowledge of music. It is not necessary to have an accordion, or a guitar. The essential thing is to want to sing. This then is a song. I am singing. |
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| Middlesex, Jeffery Eugenides |
[Dec. 8th, 2009|04:31 pm] |
"But as his mind continued to waver, to short-circuit, he finally arrived at the cold-eyed conclusion, so at odds with his youthful cheerfulness, that the brain was just an organ like any other and that when it failed he would be no more." |
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| Приглашение для екатеринбуржцев |
[Dec. 9th, 2009|12:18 am] |
Салон  Екатеринбург
Клуб «Arte della vita. Искусство жизни»
Приглашает 12 декабряна лекцию и мастер-класс "Эротизм в искусстве".
В программе.
 1. Лекция «ЭРОТИЗМ В ИЗОБРАЗИТЕЛЬНОМ ИСКУССТВЕ»
Сущность эротизма как наслаждения искусством. Космологический эротизм в искусстве Азии и Древнего Востока. Дионисийство и сатиризм античности. Титанический эротизм эпохи Ренессанса. Сублимированный эротизм в католическом искусстве. Театрализованный эротизм барокко. Садомазохизм в искусстве 20 в. Женщина-объект, женщина-сивилла, женщина-наслаждение. Феминизм и его трактовка женского тела (М.Абрамович и другие). Гламурный эротизм как медиа-перверсия. Эротизм и невротическая навязчивость.
Чувствительность, умение наслаждаться и условия хорошего вкуса.
Эротизм художника и его проекция в произведении искусства.
Организмический критерий в распознавании истинного эротизма.
Лектор: Сергеева Ольга, культуролог, онтопсихолог, арт-директор салона "ОнтоАрт"-Екатеринбург.
2. МАСТЕР-КЛАСС «РИСУЕМ ОБНАЖЕННУЮ НАТУРУ».
Участники мастер-класса под чутким руководством Владимира Ганзина смогут выразить свое ощущение телесного эротизма в линии и цвете. Используемая техника - цветная графика. Уровень подготовки - любой.
Ведущий мастер-класса: Владимир Ганзин, художник, доцент кафедры рисунка УрГАХА.
Ждем вас по адресу: ул. Красноармейская 66, Салон «ONTOARTE» (рядом с рестораном «Тинькофф»)
Запись по телефонам: +7-9-222-031-347, +7 906 806 39 60
или по почте: sergeevaolga@inbox.ru |
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| The Life of a Real Girl by Johanna Garfield |
[Dec. 8th, 2009|12:06 pm] |
And I had to face it - in some remarkable, paradoxical way, they were some of the happiest memories I had. In the place of broken lives, cripped personalities, hopelessness and despair, I had found a new life, had been able to break with the past; had, in effect, been given the chance to create a new person - a synthesis of the old and the new, of the two "me's." I had lived that lief intensely here; we all did. And here I had found love, lived out my childhood fantasies of stardom, learned to deal with rejection, cope with envy, face death - and survive. |
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| SACRED TRICKSTER |
[Dec. 8th, 2009|06:37 pm] |
I want you to levitate me
don't you love me yet?
press up against the amp, turn up the treble
don't forget
getting dizzy sittin around
sacred trickster and the deepno tech sound
i wish i could be music on a tree
noise nomads and me
levitating on the ground
uh huh uh huh
uh huh uh huh
uh huh uh huh
uh huh uh huh
whats its like to be a girl in a band?
i don't quite understand
that's so quaint to hear
i feel so faint my dear
getting dizzy sittin around
sacred trickster and the deepno tech sound
i wish i could be music on a tree
noise nomads and me
levitating, scootin around
by Kim Gordon, Sonic Youth |
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| (no subject) |
[Dec. 8th, 2009|04:23 pm] |
...the tasting of joys that were wrung from crushed hearts.
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Perhaps I feel about you as the artist does about the scene over which his soul has brooded with love; he would tremble to see it confided to other hands; he would never believe that it could bear for another all the meaning and the beauty it bears for him.
-George Eliot, The Mill on the Floss. |
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| (no subject) |
[Dec. 8th, 2009|06:31 pm] |
the world is beautiful, but has a disease called man
-Friedrich Nietzsche |
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| Шелкография как искусство |
[Dec. 8th, 2009|02:59 pm] |
В Санкт-Петербурге вышла монография известного художника и искусствоведа Алексея Парыгина много лет занимающегося кругом вопросов связанных с современной тиражной графикой. "Шелкография как искусство (техника, история, феноменология, художники)", впервые на русском языке рассказывает о мировой истории этой печатной техники, имевшей в ХХ веке оглушительный успех (261 стр., формат 60 х 84 1/16, мягкий переплет, тираж 500 экз.).
Несколько более подробно можно посмотреть на странице автора ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) al_parygin
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| Paranormal Inspiration (& an intro) |
[Dec. 1st, 2009|07:33 pm] |
I have been skulking around for a fair while now & it’s about time I made a post.
( A little about me (if you are interested) )( A little about me (if you are interested) )
I’m an avid devotee of zombies, the paranormal & things that are generally a little bit dark & I want some inspiration for some future supernatural themed photo shoots. This is where you can help me!
I’d like you to post anything scary, weird or eerie. Strange things that you or someone you know has experienced. Also if there are any pictures, books, films, urban legends you have heard that have totally weirded you out I would be really interested in hearing about/seeing them! |
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| we haven't done this in a long time. |
[Dec. 4th, 2009|02:33 pm] |
i'm studying for exams. i swear i'm tired of all my songs in my itunes right now. soooooo, what's your absolute favorite song right now if you can pick just one. i'd like to download it.
mine was camera obscura's the sweetest thing since the school year began... but at this point, i don't think i can listen anymore. it's been on my study playlist aaand my riding the bus playlist. : /
recent or lifelong.
Edit: Thanks, everyone! I'm planning on looking into all your favorites. Keep 'em comingg... |
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